She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. She wished that the drive would never end, but it was only three miles after all. Prom a knot of idlers at a public-house, he learnt that Jonathan Wild had just ridden past, and that his setters were scouring the country in every direction. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby. Red apples and snow! How often had these two things entered his thoughts since his wanderings began? Red apples and snow!—and never again to behold them! "I am going out for a little while," she said. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. The door opened. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil.
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